The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1887-07-01
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saying:
Courage, poor boy, eouragew
Covering up his head from the beast
iality, and stopping his ears from the
cursing he gets up better and better. He
washes his face clean at the public hy-
drant. With a few pennies got at run
ming errands, he gets better coat.
Rough men, knowing that he comes from
q low street, say:
''Back with you, you little villain, to the
| place you come from"
But that night the boy says; "God help
me, 1 can not go back"
And quicker than ever mother few at
the cry of child's pain, the Lord re-
spends from the heavens: Courage, poor
/ boy, courage"
His bright face gets him a position.
After awhile he is second clerk. Years
\ pass on, and he is first clerk Years
pass on. The glory Of young manhood is
on him. He comes into the firm. He
goes on from one business success to
another. He has achieved great
fortune He is the friend Of the Church
of God, the friend Of all good inseitu-
tions, and one day he stands talking to
the Board of Trade, or TO the Chamber OF
Commerce.
People say: do youp know what that
is2 Why, that is a merchant prince, and
| he was born on Elm street."
But God says in regard to him some
| thing better than that.
| These are they that came out OF great tribu-
| lation, and had their robes washed arp1 mAIe
white in the blood of the Lamb.
o. for some one to write the history Of
| boy heroes and girl heroines who have
triumphed over want and starvation, and
fifth and ragsl Yea, the record has al
ready been made-made by the hand OF
! God; and when these shall come at last
with songs and rejoicing, 1t viii take
very broad banner to hold the names OF
all the battle-felds on which they got the
victory.
Some years ago a roughly-clad, ragged
boy came into my brothers. office In New
York and said:
"Mr. Talmage, lend me five dollars"
MY brother said; 'FWho are youp"
The boy replied; 81 am nobody. Le nd
me five dollars.n
''What do you want to do with i've dol
larsl"
| ''Well," the boy replied, e'my mother is
sick and poor, and want to go into the
| newspaper business, and I shall get @
home for ner, and will pay you back"
| My brother gave HIM fve dollars, of
course never expecting to see it again;
| but he said:
"When will you pay itl"
The boy said: 81 will pay it in six
/ months, sir"
Time went by, and one day a lad came
into my brothers. office, and said:
'eThere's your five dollars
"What do you meant What five dol
larsl" inquir ed my brother.
'Don't you remember that boy came
/ in here six months ago and wanted 20
borrow five dollars to go into the news-
paper businessp
30, yes, 1 remember; are you the ladl"
Eyes," he replied, 81 have got along
nicely. l have got a nice homo for my
mother (she IS sick YETI, and I am as
! wen clothed as you are, and there's your
FIVE dollars"
o, was he not worth savingl Why,
that lad is worth fifty such boys as have
sometimes seen moving In elegant cir
cles, never put to any use for God or man.
Worth savingl 1 go farther than that,
and tell you they are not only worth saw
| ing, but they are being saved. Ono OF
| these lads picked up from our streets,
sent West by benevolent society," wrote
East, saying:
81 am getting along first rate. 1 am on
probation in the Methodist Church
shall be entered as a member tho first Of
next month. 1 now teach a Sunday
/ school class Of eleven boys get along
| first rate with IL. This 10 a splendid
country to make living in II the boys
running around the streets with a black
ing box on their shoulder, or n bundle Of
| papers under their arms, only knew what
high old times we boys have out here,
| they wouldn't hesitate about coming
West. but come the first chance they got"
So some by one humane and Christian
visitation, and some by another, are being
rescued. In one reform school, through
which 700 OF the little ones passed ], 095
turned out we'll In other words, only Eve
of the two thousand turned out badly.
There are thousands of them who,
through Christian societies, have been
transplanted to beautiful homes all over
this land, and there are many who,
through the rich grace of our Lord Jesus
Christ, have already won the crown.
A little girl was found in the streets OF
Baltimore and taken into ono Of tho re-
form societies, and they said TO her:
"What is your name1" She said "My
name is Mary"
'What is your other nameqp She said;
II don't lknow.p
So they took her into the reform society,
and as they did not know her last name
they always called her SMary Lost" since
she had been picked up out OF tho street.
But she grew on, and after awhile tho
Holy Spirit came TO her heart and she
became a Christian child, and she changed
her name; and when anybody asked her
what her name was she said
''It used TO be Mary Lost, butnow, since
have become a Christian, IL is Mary
Found"
For this vast multitude arc we willing
TO 20 forth from this mornings service
/ and see what we can do, employing ell
the agencies / have spoken Of for
the rectiication OF the poisoned
fountainsl We live in a beautiful
city. The lines have fallen TO us In ploas-
ant places, and we have a goOdly her
itage; and any man who does not like o
residence in Brooklyn must be q most un-
comfortable and unreasonable man. But,
my friends, the material prosperity Of a
city is not its chief glory. There may be
fine houses and beautiful streets, and that
all be the garniture Of a sepulcher. Some
Of the most prosperous cities Of the world
have gone down, not ono stone Loft upon
another. But city may be In ruins
long before a tower has fallen, or
column has crumblcd, or a tomb
has been defaced. When In n city the
churches Of God are full Of cold formali-
ties and inanim ate religiOn; when the
houses Of commerce are the abode OF
fraud and unholy traffic; when the
| streets are filled with crime unarreBtod
and sin unenlightened aud heiplessness
| unpitled-thaG city is 10 runs, though
every church were "a st. PETERS, and
every moneyed institution we're a Bank
Of England, and every library were a
had porch like that OF Rheims,
! and roof like that OF
Amiens, and a tower like that Of Ant
| werp, and traceried windows like those
1 OF breiburg.
Ny brethren. our pulses beat rapidly
the time away, and soon we shall bo
gone; and what we have % do for the city
An which we live we must do right
/ speedily, or never do it 40 ala In that
day, when those who have wrapped them
/ selves in luxuries and despiBed the
poor shall come 20 shame and
everlasting contempt ] hope it may be
said OF you and me that we gave bread 70
the hungry and wiped away tho tear OF
the orphan, and upon tho wanderer ef
the street we opened the bsnediction OF a